Let Sleeping Bats Lie

I typically have horrible night's sleep. I have insomniac nights and light sleeps. I either go a couple weeks with 2-3 hours of sleep a night or I sleep off an on waking up every hour throughout the night. I've been like this for as long as I remember. Sometimes things make it worse. If I stick to a GF diet I sleep a million times better. But I haven't been the best at that lately. I'm such a light sleeper, that if a butterfly farts 5 miles away I bolt up and go "what was that?!?!" Ok, maybe not that bad.

I've tried sleeping pills and they tend to knock me right out. The only problem with that is I go from being a very light sleeper to not waking up at all when Jon comes home from work and climbs into bed. I don't even wake when our 80 pound dog jumps on me. So that's not ideal.

My next usual method of sleep aid is ear plugs and an eye mask. This helps a lot too. I use it when I really want a good nights sleep. But as I learned last week it also seems to put change my light sleeping to deep sleeping.

Case in point: If you follow me on twitter or facebook, you'll know that last week we had some little friends in our house. Jon woke up one morning at 430am for work and something flew past his head! He turned the light on to find a bat flying around the house. He couldn't get it towards the door so he grabbed a broom to help swat it out or knock it unconscious so he could grab it and throw it outside. According to Jon, the little bugger kept alluding him and flying from room to room. So early in the morning Jon was running from room to room, swatting, yelling, and ducking. He eventually cornered it and was able to grab it and throw it outside. But me, I stayed asleep the whole time. Didn't hear any of the excitement going on. I'd like to think I'd wake up to something!

But the bat story... it doesn't end there. Later that morning at around 1130, I was sitting at the breakfast nook enjoying my 3rd  2nd cup of coffee and blogging when I notice a beady little bugger crawl between the stove pipe and the roof and come in looking for his friend from this morning. I started freaking out. I stuck the dogs in their crates and grabbed a broom. I crept by the hanging bat and slid the patio door open. But the stupid thing didn't move. So I try nudging him with my broom along the roof towards the open door. I didn't think that you know, he'd be attracted to something moving. He flapped towards me so I turn and run shrieking. I get far enough and he's circling for another pass towards me. I scream and wave the broom. Yep, doesn't help he still comes in for it. By now my cat is all into the hunt and jumping at the bat any chance he gets.

So now we've got a scrappy cat, a circling bat, and a screaming girl. Every time the bat gets near me I scream. I just get calmed down and it comes towards us again. I'm sure this helps the neighbours to really want to come over and meet us! I decided to hide behind the nook and peak around the corner. I'm praying that stupid bat flies out the wide open door. Eventually the bat finds it and flies out. I rush over and close the door. And then proceed to light a very hot fire in the wood stove in attempt to erase any notion any of the bat population around here to try to get near the stove pipe.

Our landlord has since come out and we think it's fixed now and there shouldn't be anymore winged creatures making their way in here. But it was a little exciting for a while. Now what was my point to all this? I forget! But how was your week-end? Anything exciting happen?